Dead Milkmen - Peter Bazooka Lyrics
Tuesday - yes, it was TuesdayWhen I saw my congressman coming out of the titty barHe didn't look like my congressman, but that's okayNobody really looks like themselves anymoreI think its got something to do with that crapThey've been pouring into the waterI decided it might be wise to follow the congressmanJust to see what he was up to.After all, my tax dollars do pay his salary.The congressman got into a taxi, so I hailed a taxiDespite the obvious dangers involvedAnd the coloured voices in my head began to sing:All I gotta do is put my ear to the wallAnd I can hear it all, yes I can hear it allAll I gotta do is put my ear to the wallAnd I can even hear the little insects crawlThe congressman was in taxi number 23And I was in cab 17But numbers are meaningless in this kind of cat and squid gameMy driver was an AriesAnd he laughed when I said